At that moment, Qian Xunji was like the Great Dao Treasure Vase, impervious to all techniques. His whole being was vast and distant, like the "Dao," unfathomable.
Seeing this, Bibi Dong's heart tightened. She had never heard of her teacher having such a terrifying move.
And judging by her teacher's condition, he didn't look injured at all. If anything, he seemed even stronger than before he'd been hurt.
Could it be that the so-called injury was all a lie? Was the reason her teacher had gone into seclusion to cultivate that terrifying move?
At the thought, Bibi Dong's expression grew troubled.
Just then, Qian Xunji moved.
He brought his hands together and slowly raised them, as though holding a vase, then aimed it at Bibi Dong.
As he moved, the Great Dao Treasure Vase suspended above his head shifted as well, its mouth turning toward Bibi Dong.
With that pitch-black opening pointed at her, Bibi Dong felt as though countless blades were scraping against her bones. Her whole body seemed ready to split apart, as if a giant beast had fixed its gaze on her. It was utterly terrifying.
Without a second thought, she tried to teleport away and dodge the lethal attack.
Her speed was certainly impressive, but Qian Xunji was faster.
The moment she leapt aside, she saw that the Great Dao Treasure Vase was already waiting in that direction.
Then, with a "boom," a terrifying beam of light erupted from the vase's mouth.
The power surging from the Great Dao Treasure Vase was fierce and domineering, unrivaled, vast as the sea, and filled with billions of runes. It swallowed Bibi Dong whole, while the Death Domain that had spread throughout the entire secret chamber was completely dispersed.
"Pfft..."
Bibi Dong slammed hard into the chamber wall. A single blow had severely wounded her, and blood spilled from her mouth.
As for her clone, it was completely blown apart.
At the critical moment, Bibi Dong had put her clone in front of her to absorb the impact. That was the only reason she hadn't been killed in one strike!
Even so, she was in a terrible state. Her clothes were in tatters, her body battered and broken, and she had suffered unimaginable injuries.
Watching Bibi Dong spit blood, Qian Xunji remained cold and unmoved, without the slightest intention of showing mercy.
His towering figure loomed like a mountain as he advanced on Bibi Dong step by step. His blade-sharp eyes stayed fixed on her, and an invisible killing intent poured from him.
"When you were seven, I brought you to Spirit Hall and took you in as my disciple. I gave you a new life and strength. Yet you betrayed your teacher and your sect for a good-for-nothing, and now you even want to kill me? Dong'er, you've truly disappointed me!"
At Qian Xunji's words, Bibi Dong shuddered.
Now she finally understood why Qian Xunji had attacked her so harshly. He'd seen through her plan to "accidentally kill" him during their fight!
When she realized this, Bibi Dong panicked.
What should she do? Her teacher had actually found out? Would her fate be terrible? Would he lock her in that little black room again, then do those things to her?
No! She didn't want to go through something so terrifying again!
At the thought, Bibi Dong decided to struggle a little longer.
After all, being locked in that little black room was a nightmare for her. She really didn't want to relive it!
Besides, only her scheme to secretly harm her teacher during the fight had been exposed. He still hadn't discovered the poison she'd used earlier!
There might still be a chance!
With that thought, she forced herself to sit up and looked at Qian Xunji with an innocent expression. "Kill you, Teacher? What are you talking about? You must have misunderstood. How could your disciple ever try to kill you?"
Seeing Bibi Dong's innocent expression and her pitiful, battered state, the former Qian Xunji might have forgiven this foolish act for the sake of their bond as teacher and disciple, and out of concern for Spirit Hall's future.
After all, Bibi Dong was exceptionally gifted and possessed Twin Martial Souls. She was a once-in-a-generation genius of Spirit Hall. It would be a terrible waste to kill her.
Besides, this wasn't the first time she'd done something foolish. She had once tried to betray her teacher and sect for Yu Xiaogang, that good-for-nothing, but Qian Xunji had stopped her using special methods.
If even the grave crime of betraying one's teacher and sect could be forgiven, what was a mere attempt on his life?
Unfortunately, no matter what, Bibi Dong could never have imagined that her teacher was no longer the Martial Soul Hall Pope Qian Xunji who had raised and cherished her. He was now a transmigrator who had been reborn!
"Oh? You weren't trying to kill me? Then why did it look nothing like you were sparring with your teacher when you attacked just now, Dong'er? You looked more like you were trying to kill your sworn enemy!" Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong with a mocking smile.
He wanted to see how she would talk her way out of this!
At Qian Xunji's question, Bibi Dong's heart gave a lurch.
Fortunately, she'd come up with an excuse before making her move, so she didn't panic.
"You've misunderstood, Teacher! You're a level 95 Titled Douluo. If I didn't use all my strength, how could I possibly be your match? And if I held back, this spar would have no meaning. It would be the greatest disrespect to you! Besides, even after using everything I had, I still couldn't hurt you, could I?"
At the end, Bibi Dong slipped in a compliment without drawing attention to it.
"Oh, is that so?" Qian Xunji looked at Bibi Dong with an amused, knowing smile. "Well, that explanation is passable. I'll let you off this time."
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